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This
paper approaches the variants here, “Honestly
Speaking”
a possible common preface to a lie thus avoiding its phrase in all
communications, while parallel universes and eternal return the
opposite occurs.

Parallel
universes contain space, time and forms of strange exotic matter. As
there are two known infinities; the universe and human stupidity.
Some parallel universes contain you, in a slightly different
appearance, the idea that any given person can exist also in more
than one place. Scientists believe that these parallel universes
exist less than one millimeter away from us, our gravity just a weak
signal leaking out of another universe into ours.

Eternal
return concept posits the universe has been recurring, and will
continue to recur, in a self-similar form an infinite number of
times across infinite time or space to forget what you needed to do
for no apparent reason. The basic premise proceeds from the
assumption that the chance of a world coming into existence exactly
like our own is finite.

If
either time or space is infinite, then mathematics tells us that our
existence recur an infinite number of times. Which is good because
nothing happens until something moves. This link between the worlds
is an important element, so the focus is not on one world or the
other, but on both, their interaction, and if there is a point for
literature if reality is already so strange and wonderful,
literature itself then shape reality. As fiction is the human
condition, and human reality with its simplistic, involuntary
fictions, parallel universes their own important complex, have
voluntary ones.

As
the definition easily giving a wrong impression “Honestly
Speaking” might
be completely innocuous and nothing more than wadding conversations.
It may carry negative subliminal meaning to your audience and serves
no valuable purpose whatsoever, similar as frankly, or frankly
speaking, thus raising challenges
whether,
“What, you
haven't been all along?” and
“Your
brain could fit into my pocket with plenty of room left for Tapioca
so, do you want a spoon?”

If
usage of coherent phrases and words that register direct into the
mind, and decisions are in the end emotional decisions (backed by
the logic), would repetitiveness of diction or a phrase evoke doubt,
not the opposite of faith but an element of it? Or in these times we
simply don’t
know what we want, want what we don’t
know, and/or
don’t
want what we know? How then is correct literary associated in a
positive mind set with the audience? To what extent is the finest
part in telling the truth as you needn’t
remember any previous statements you made? Is all this a delusionary
mental status caused by a pronounced deficiency of alcohol in the
bloodstream? Literarymeaning
being our hard drug, and in the form of literate eternal return
ideals, it is pure.
To get a dose of it, people are willing to abandon the lives of
their loved ones. Even their own. Another chance then death or
lifelong penance.

We
won’t
address values here, as these have gone fiction, too permeating this
world. No one is responsible for them. No one decided to invent
them. “Honestly
Speaking” is
not the result of a conspiracy of the authoritarian against the
passive, but our support and our false sustenance in the world. In
parallel universes we come across a population content living in its
reality, without recourse to the imagination. Faith, we place in
them, “Honestly
Speaking” fictions
are our most precious and incontrovertible reality, giving rise to
our thought
ofreality,
universal despite it’s
widely varying appearances over space and time. Our human
consciousness rooted in these fictions. We are the palaver species.
Facts exist; only that we are unable to seize and broadcast without
making sense of them. In the mind our situations become filled with
fictions nursing to explain what was happening, and to justify
“Honestly
Speaking” usage.
This justification, if not utilized would damage the fictional
authority of their being. What overly concerned mutant with minute
details or formalisms, especially in teaching, would birth? And
breed? An appropriate response for this reality is to go insane. If
not on the other hand appropriated would the self-engendered,
self-sufficient individual exist in parallel universes and how
eternal return deals with that?

We
know how we
were born, and that we will die awareness to a notion of what a life
time dictates. We acknowledge our existence in this universe as a
path
celebrated
with direction, meaning, paradox, and adventure, a chronological
flow with no real-reality only fictional-reality events, and if we
cannot endure to be here, we make up reasons for which to live and
die, progressively believing in these survival techniques.

Overwhelmingly,
we feel deserved
to
be born. In our universe we find it difficult to consent whether
there is accurate virtue in this with primary elements of education,
of identity, our conception, bequeathed in assumed stature of our
being "the centre." The anecdotes commence there, not
stopping until faded from the memory of all the living, bridging
that literary eternal return devoid of emphatic
“Honestly
Speaking” expressions.
The prospect in our knowledge in this return
is a normal fear response. An advance changing everything we, humans
understand their death beforehand, making us sociopathic, that
nature of apprehension is the human indigenous illness, though
apparently cardinal in the days of our antecedents. Proven when we
try escaping while expending the least amount of intelligence
possible.

With
fear and fiction attached what truth does literate eternal return
set all this apart? Are we forced dealing again in the
return
with the halfwit-wrongdoings, the massacres, the tragic mistakes of
literature which we induced in the universe? Many important literary
facts in this universe castigate, vanished forever, in a coma;
others, on the contrary, perpetually emphasized, commemorated, and
taught. Coagulated into official myths. Commercialized with deformed
intentions. Facts have been meticulously selected and organized
making up a coherent, epitomized narrative. Do all rampant minds
attempt revolt becoming child-like at the mercy of the fictions
implanted into them by adults? Would we find true
literature in the return?
Or will disinformation continue the human brain's innate affinity
for narratively, knowingly betrayed by religious rhetoric over the
centuries, and now exploited by corporations, the media,
governments, and the military?

Understanding
our identity is a construction, acquainted with abounding assorted
“Honestly
Speaking” expressions.
Through these we learn to classify people unlike our selfhood giving
human beings a grip on their life coherence, which may not be true –
but to the
extent that their ingenuity accept in them. Preforming according
with that belief, they are convincing. Relying in the unreal things
stimulates people to endure real life.

With
objective
(confronting
reality such as technology, science, assorted daily life) or
subjective
(acquired through literature, religion) truths, from these two
truths which provides us admirably with artificial empathic
expressions, their respective fictions and through that process the
shaping of our identities? The worse our situation gets, the more
maniacally we will cling to them, and as parallel universes exist
millimetres away, with a return
in-flow, how will literature here alter, better symmetrically formed
revising the fictions of our given identities with non-existing
“Honestly
Speaking” expressions?
Or do we skip this and seek the member of one's preferred sex whom
embodies perfect, or near perfect, physical and aesthetic attributes
and have one of the best damn activities out there?

Human
beings are convincingly dangerous tending toward a preference for
simplistic narratives easily capitalized and manipulated by
governments, media, churches, substance abuse, and fatty foods.
Literature never died of ill health, except with social networking.
Yet its everyday consumption is inseparable from the individual,
fundamentally for a better word, civilizing.
Our voluntary fictions (stories) provide better access to our
reality than its involuntary fictions (History). Reading literature
certainly novels, educates, deciphers, identifying with other
cultures, their time-set providing distance and better understanding
from our own, received identities. Willingly encourage and promote
further the translation, publication and distribution of the
masterpieces of world literature, only then will “Honestly
Speaking” expressions
be dethrone. Still and all, the more we think ourselves as
realistic, the more we tend to dismiss literature, becoming too busy
to read. Domed, our lethargically disguised empathic expressiveness,
champions the superfluous fiction furthering the mad-illiterate
Hatter
regime,
and its only desire, ability – to
devour literature from all over the world. Yet parallel universes
with their literate eternal return still hold values which “Honestly
Speaking” has
almost replaced; those of surprising the mind.

Arguably
nothing can beat literature in giving us another point of view on
reality. Those parallel universes, the
return,stated
as fables, yet they coexist. Unlike our families, religions,
political fictions, literary fiction doesn't tell us what is
exemplary and not. It shows us the truth
of
human beings-diluted at times, filled with sarcasm, doubts, fire and
brimstone. The fictional race of Argonlimorphic apes. Bound by
assorted moral universes taking sides only with the people we
approximate and exonerate, yet upon hearing ‘Honestly
Speaking’,
events unfold within the privacy of our brains, and we feel
threatened by those frank speaking ejaculatory beings. When
directing our gaze briefly eyeing away from the speaker, having only
a moment of reprieve and think, ‘This
person is mad, and it’s
coming my way!’ it
is here, when the return
forces into the mind not an ethical idea, rather to the same and, at
the same time, part of the success and process by which we
homogenize with that parallel universe of literature.

In
conclusion: Presenting itself, allowing us to favor it, literature
through parallel universes, the return
frees us from the accountability and compulsions of the endless
fictions we are inflicted with; beginning or not in the cradle.